The story continues, I truly hope you have enjoyed reading the previous chapters. My chapters can be read in sequence, but they also each can stand alone on their own. Please enjoy and let me know what you think by your feedback and voting.
Thank you, little-nymphe
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As I drive home from a day of shopping; I remember that I forgot to pick up my dry cleaning. I make a U turn on the road and take some side streets to avoid the worst of the traffic. I notice that there is a car that seems to be right on my rear end. Speeding up some to hopefully gain some distance the car keeps pace with mine. After a time my heart starts to race and I pick up the cell phone to call Master and tell him where I am and to ask him what I should do. His phone goes directly to voice mail.
"Damn he must be in a bad signal area."
I pull into the cleaners my heart is pounding loud in my ears. I sit there for a moment looking in my mirrors; trying to see the vehicle. There is none around I must of lost them or perhaps it was just my imagination running away with me.
Taking a deep breath I step from the car entering the dry cleaners; I pick up the items; pay for them and walk out to my car. Opening the car I throw my purse into the front seat and then open the back door. I climb partially in to arrange the items so they won't wrinkle. As I start to stand, backing out of the car I feel a hand twist painfully in my hair and the other covers my mouth and successfully muffles the scream from my lips.
Feeling myself being dragged from the car, suddenly there is another set of hands. My legs are kicking as my arms are held fast by powerful hands. Suddenly a blindfold is placed over my eyes and my mouth is taped shut. I struggle and fight as hard as I can. Every fiber of my being is in panic mode. I feel my wrists tied behind me then I am shoved into the back seat of my car right on top of the dry cleaning that I had not yet hung. I start to kick frantically with my feet. I feel two hands grasp my ankles and feel them bound together.
Tears are stinging my eyes as I struggle and fight. Then suddenly I hear the door shut and the driver door shuts and my car hums to life. I don't hear the other person getting in my car so I figure that he is driving the vehicle that was following me so closely. As my car maneuvers through the streets, I try to reach my cell phone in the pocket of my coat. But my hands are tied to tight.
Master will start worrying about me if I am not home soon. I scream inside my mind trying to come up with a way to gain my freedom. My heart won't stop pounding and I can't seem to sense which direction my captor has taken me. Wondering why someone would want to abduct me. I don't have large sums of money, nor am I an important person.
I feel the car slow and come to a stop. My heart seems to only pound louder. As the back door opens I kick out my feet hoping to make contact. I am rewarded with a sound thud into what I guess is my abductors stomach. Wishing I'd been able to see so I might have made a better hit. I hear the his groan of pain and swearing under breath as I am being dragged from the car. Crying out as I feel his hand painfully wrap in my hair. My head jerked back till tears sting my eyes.
"Do that again bitch and I will make you wish you were never born. I ain't getting enough out of this to take abuse from a dirty fucking bitch!"
Biting back the seething words that rise to my lips, but I can't speak because my mouth is taped. I hang my head and don't put up any more fight. Fearful he means to kill me and this certainly is getting worse by the moment. He finishes grabing me out of the car and easily carries me. I can't tell where I am and my heart is pounding louder and louder. I hear a door open then slam shut and feel that I am now inside somewhere. I am dropped uncerimoniously onto a couch.
Hearing another voice but this one is muffled and sounds a little angry. I can't quite understand the words but I begin to tremble more in fear. Suddenly there is a presence standing before me; I can feel him. His hand touches my face; I jerk away from his touch. He grips my chin lightly and slowly I feel as if he is examining me. He is looking at my arms and legs. Tilting my chin up to examine every aspect of my face. I try to shrink back from him, but his hand snakes out and wraps in my hair holding me in place for his inspection.
Next he starts inspecting the ropes that hold me captive. I hear him swearing under his breath but I can't quite understand his words as they are hushed. I feel padded leather cuffs being placed around each wrist, the buckle tightens the cuffs till they are tight on my wrists. I hear the snap of a clip on one of the cuffs, then I hear a knife being opened. My blood runs cold as sheer fear runs through my veins, the cold steel presses against the flesh of my wrist and suddenly the rope falls from my wrists. As the feeling starts to return to my hands they are pulled in front of me and another clip is heard attaching to the other cuff.
My legs are lifted, my shoes are removed; padded leather cuffs are placed on each ankle in the same manner as my wrists. I feel the cold steel blade pressed against my flesh as the rope is cut from each of my ankles. I whimper as my feet start to hurt as the blood flow returns to them. I feel his hands gently massaging my feet as if trying to alleviate some of the pain and get the circulation going again. Then the tape was pulled from my lips.
I feel him hook a chain between the two cuffs on my ankles. Then he turns away from me. I hear more muffled and hushed tones. Picking up only a few words here and there. I gasped as I heard him say at least I thought I heard him say.
"If you want a piece of this bitch you better remember..."
